The virtual empire starts from the game

Chapter 9 Everyone is evil
Zilin, wearing a sailor suit and white over-the-knee socks, was greeted with a tide of applause and flashes as soon as she appeared on the red carpet.

It was the first time she had experienced such a scene, and she was quite excited.

However, showing body shape and posing for photos are basic skills for every model, so they won't make mistakes.

She smiled and posed, cooperating with the photographer.

Zilin actually knows that her appearance is just pretty and she doesn’t stand out among models.

Despite her impressive figure, this "advantage" is only effective in low-end shows.

High-end fashion shows don't like models with big breasts.

This is not only the case in the modeling industry, but also in the film and television industry.

——Actresses with explosive bodies but not outstanding looks usually play the role of vases, even in low-cost online dramas.

So Zilin knew very well that it would be difficult for her to make a name for herself.

Maybe it won’t be long before I have to give up my dreams and accept reality - just like many of my friends who have left the modeling industry.

Therefore, I cherish the stage even more.

Even if it is just a small stage organized by a gaming company with no more than a hundred spectators.

The same seemed to be true for the other models.

Perhaps it is because the mobility of low-level models is very high, and many of them will give up after only pursuing their dreams for a year or two. The preparation for building dreams allows them to feel a hint of dreams.

——Or maybe it’s just that it’s rare for the spotlight to be on them, which makes them excited.

Each model is very serious and hard-working.

Even when wearing sexy swimsuits, silk camisoles, lingerie aprons and bunny girl uniforms, they show off in front of the camera without hesitation.

In the audience area, the hands of the male and female employees of Dream Building were clapping until they were red.

Chen Wanzhong's face turned red like a monkey's butt, but he finally stopped looking left and right to avoid the sight, and instead looked carefully at the body details of each model.

Pay special attention to the dynamic changes between clothes and body when the model makes various movements.

Peng Linmu, who was standing by, was staring in a trance, and it seemed like he wouldn't hear anyone calling him.

Ding Nian looked at the models with excitement, his eyes shining.

Xu Fang was quite calm, admiring each set of clothes with a smile on his face.

The young assistant also forgot about the panic he had felt when he was knocking on the door and yelling "Boss, something bad happened!" and just stared at the models interacting in front of him.

Especially the model who has an innocent and childish face, but has an amazing cup size and an outrageously thin waist.

It's like a character from a comic book.

She was the only model from Xia Country among the four models brought by a special car, and her stage name was Nan Yue.

According to her profile, she is just 19 years old, a freshman majoring in acting, and a small internet celebrity with more than 3 fans on Weiguang.

Beside Xu Meng's ear, she could still hear the assistant muttering, "How can there be such a figure in real life? This is impossible..."

Not only the spectators were watching the fun, but the photographers were also quite excited and their cameras were shaking.

The shutter clicking sounds never stopped.

There were also a few people taking photos and videos with their cell phones - employees were prohibited from taking photos, and these phones belonged to the models. After seeing the scene, they wanted the photographer to help take some photos, probably to post on WeChat Moments.

Well, both the host and the guests enjoyed themselves.

Xu Meng relaxed contentedly and focused on watching the show, no longer thinking about random things.

But at this moment, the receptionist suddenly ran over and whispered in his ear: "Boss, the police are coming to the company."

"?" Xu Meng turned around, her face full of confusion, "Why are the police here?"

"They said they received a report through the hotline that our company was gathering to solicit prostitution."

"??"

“What the hell???”

Xu Meng found it unbelievable.

He stood up and followed the receptionist to deal with this inexplicable inspection.

In the end, we had to bring a police officer in to take a look before we completely ruled out any suspicion.

Xu Meng wanted to ask who made the report, but the police officer refused on the grounds of "protecting the privacy of the informant."

Xu Meng had no choice but to sit down and continue watching the show, but her mind was already wandering. Yesterday, after the announcement was made, a large-scale online troll army attacked the show, and today, the models were slandered and reported again after they arrived at the show...

And the news that Meng Ling got from the models...

……

……

At 6pm, the "show" ended.

The models took back their phones, took some selfies, and took photos with their friends before leaving Dream House one after another, holding flowers and extra red envelopes with a sense of satisfaction.

Song Zhicheng, who had disappeared for a day, finally reappeared.

"Boss, I found out."

"Where does the navy come from?"

"Yes!" Song Zhicheng affirmed.

"Konjac game?" Xu Meng asked again.

"Yes!" Song Zhicheng confirmed again, but immediately realized something was wrong.

"what?"

"Boss, do you know?"

But isn’t the boss just wandering around and watching the show?
Xu Meng asked again: "Do you know anyone from Konjac Games?"

"Um... I know him, but I didn't get this information from Konjac Games."

"Where did you find out that?"

"The feud between Konjac Game and Four-Dimensional Game. They were worried that I wouldn't believe it, so they even provided the chat records."

“?” Xu Meng was speechless.

Your two gaming companies have been established for less than 8 years, and you've already become a "feud"?

Is there so much drama?
and--

"How do the people from Four Dimensional Games know that Konjac Game hired a group of internet trolls? And how can they get the chat records?" Xu Meng was puzzled.

"Um, because..." Song Zhicheng hesitated.

He promised his friend not to tell anyone about it, but after hesitating for two seconds, he still confessed: "Because there is an undercover agent from the Four Dimensional Game inside the Konjac Game."

!!!

Xu Meng was shocked again.

Undercover?!
Is the second-hand game world in this world so exciting? Even undercover agents are used?
Is this legal?
Xu Meng looked at the thermos cup and body tonic in front of him, and made up his mind to leave the second-hand game circle after playing the next game.

The second-rate gaming community in this world is so scary, they are all villains!
If I stay here any longer, I might get poisoned someday...

"Do you think there are undercover agents from other companies in our company?"

"Well..." Song Zhicheng said uncertainly, "Our company has been in the industry for less than two years, and we haven't made any enemies with anyone, so it shouldn't be that serious, right?"

No enemies?
"It wasn't before, but it's hard to say now."

According to the information Chen Mengling had inquired, Konjac Games is most likely working on a new game, and its core selling point is highly consistent with the adjustment direction of "Frost and Snow Project".

They are destined to be competitors in the future.

And they have already started taking action.

The water army can still use "interaction with friendly businesses" to explain it, but offline false alarms and false accusations have clearly crossed the warning line in Xu Meng's heart.

And this is only the second day.

As the competition became more and more clear, Xu Meng didn't dare to imagine what they would do.

"Then should we condemn them?" Song Zhicheng asked.

Xu Meng shook her head after hearing this. "It's meaningless. Chat records can't be used as evidence."

"This kind of verbal abuse is just a waste of breath. They don't care at all."

"Let me think about how to make them unhappy to the greatest extent..."

(End of this chapter)